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Midnight
--
I catch the scent of you
just when I think you’re gone
you come with the breeze
all burnt matches
vanilla
and black coffee
a heady haze
which haunts my nights
and stirs my soul
--
midnight and you’re there
a spectral sleeper
in the space next to mine
you smell like coming home
and I reach my hand to touch you
to know you
to understand that fucking part of you
that you won’t let me see
but your body breaks at my touch
skin turns to dust to light to darkness
--
and I am left with only the scent
of burnt matches
and vanilla
and black coffee
--
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i would do anything to get you to love yourself
i know your type, i’ve seen them around here
before, browsing through my poems like
you’re flipping through vinyl records, trying to find
that one disc you were listening to the first time
he leaned over and kissed you.
the only way you’ll ever be able to love yourself
is if he leans over and kisses you again, is if someone
tells you about the seven wonders of your soul, if
someone sits down and writes a list of all your beautiful
fault lines that you’ve never been able to forgive.
you want to love yourself and you want to be loved,
but i know it’s hard to believe that you’re holy,
when your hands still s
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tease.
your body is candlelight
and I
keep brushing my fingers
to the flame, daring it to bite back.
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